Poetry By Lori

Sea Kitties

2009-11-20T07:37:00.000-08:00

Save the sea kitties
They deserve our undying protection
Forget the mere fact that they look good on a plate
Lying on lettuce surrounded by lemon wedges
We still must save them!

Save the sea kitties
Their lives are worth more than ours!
Forget the mere fact that their flesh tastes so good
And that they’re too dumb to avoid our hook and bait
We still must save them!

Save the sea kitties
Because their numbers are low
Forget the mere fact that the farmers can’t work
Who needs food, when the smelts must be protected?
We still must save them!

Save the sea kitties
Because they’re lower than us
Forget the mere fact that they were meant to be food
Never mind that we’re higher on the food chain
We still must save them!

Nobel 2009

2009-11-20T07:36:00.000-08:00

To win an award in this day and age
You must have accomplished the following things:

(Note: Yes, this is the entire poem)

Quoth the Rapper (Parody of "The Raven")

2009-11-20T07:33:00.000-08:00

Once upon a mid night query, while I crawled here, quite too bleary,
Over many a shot of Tequila dripping from the glasses on the kitchen floor
As I nodded, clearly napping, suddenly there came a rapping,
As of someone loudly rapping, rapping on my kitchen floor.
“’Tis some neighbor boy,” I muttered, “rapping on my kitchen floor—
Only this, and nothing more.”

Ah, distinctly, I remember, it was on this bleak October,
And each separate drink that I had wrought its ghost through the open door
Eagerly, I wished tomorrow, -- vainly, I had sought tomorrow
Just so I could rid myself of this headache that was building all the more
From my couch, I did the crawl from high until I reached the floor
Watching as the contents from my dinner gave their ghost upon the floor
Boy, my maid will be real sore

And the headache kept repeating, the constant, hard and painful beating
The one that would not let up, even as I rested my head upon the floor
So that now, to still the beating of my head, I lay, repeating,
“’Tis the neighbor kid, with rap music beneath my kitchen floor
He is playing his rap music, here beneath my kitchen floor
This it is, and nothing more.”

Eventually, my legs grew stronger, hesitating then no longer,
“Sir,” I yelled, “Or Madam, could you please take your music out the door?
I was trying to start napping, but then you came by loudly rapping
And so loudly you were rapping, rapping under my kitchen floor
There’s no way I could not hear you rapping underneath my kitchen floor
Please be gone, and play no more.”

Deep into that hallway peering, long I tried to stand there, bleary,
Hoping that my head, still pounding, would feel better all the more
But no silence I received, even after I retrieved
The broom that was lying in the hallway, banging it on the floor
Hoping to disturb the rapper underneath my kitchen floor
“Please go away, and rap no more!”

Back into the bedroom turning, all the hooch within me burning,
Soon again, I heard the rapping a whole lot louder than before
“Surely,” said I, “surely he can see my higher status!
Let me see, then, who this boy is, who raps below my kitchen floor—
Let me see if I can see this boy who raps below my kitchen floor—
Let me try a good rapport

With a mouth straight from the gutter, and in my drunken state did sputter,
In there stepped a drunken maven, or at least through half the door
“Stop that noise I do decree! This is my absolute, final plea!
Stop that noise, that music, that I most certainly abhor!”
But when I got there, nothing more.

Now I know I heard it plainly, so I went a searching, vainly
For that music that I heard distinctly through my kitchen floor
With my legs as yet unshaven, I went through this neighbor’s haven
Searching for that beat that’s pounding, pounding through my kitchen floor
“Please, no more bad rap music pounding through my kitchen floor!
That’s all I ask, nothing more!”

Through this home that I did prowl, didn’t even hear an owl
Is it possible that I imagined the music from the floor?
Some imaginary being whose music I’m not hearing
Has decided that the time was right to make me really sore
And it was then that I chose to look through an open drawer
“Nothing there, it plays no more.”

So I headed back to bed, while all these thoughts ran through my head
Like “Lonely” is so hard to rhyme, and it’s hard to write any more
How did Poe get this far? So far my version’s real bizarre
Because I’m hearing rap music through my kitchen floor
Why would I hear rap music through my kitchen floor?
Lazy writing, nothing more.

Suddenly, the silence broken, a voice on high, I heard spoken
The voice I heard was coming from outside my bedroom door
The voice outside was getting faster, like a rapping grandmaster
“Oh, no,” I thought, “It’s followed me outside my bedroom door.
Can’t you just leave me be, and grant me peace forevermore?”
Quoth the rapper, “Nevermore!”

“Can’t you see that I’m not smiling? If you don’t go, then I’ll start dialing
I’ll call the cops, we’ll see if you keep on playing some more!”
But this was all just wishful thinking, why did I ever start drinking?
From this point on, the bottle’s down, alcohol’s gone forevermore
This night has been a crazy one, the alcohol’s done forevermore
Well, one more drink, but nothing more!

The voice again, it started pressing, so I went and got the dressing
I don’t know why there was a bottle right on my bedroom floor
I held it up, and started pining for the days my star was shining
I realize that it makes no sense, but reality went out the door
I have a rapper that is playing outside my bedroom door
If that makes sense, see what’s in store!

Opened up the door, I did, then right behind it I hid
I was too scared to see the figure that was behind the door
“Sir,” I cried, “Who are ye be? Please, let me take a look and see!
But please, get your loud rap music away from my bedroom door
It makes it hard to concentrate on sleeping all the more!
That’s all I ask, and nothing more.”

“You play too loud, you are evil! Did you come here from the devil?”
I thought as I took a peek behind the widely open door
But standing there, my eyes did see, not unfamiliar to me
A rapper, by name, Kanye West, whose music I abhor
I could not believe that Kanye West was behind my open door
What did this rapper have in store?

“You, sir, are evil! Did you come here from the devil?
To torture me with this bad rap that you think is hardcore?
Please give a break to this fair maiden who grew up on Iron Maiden!”
To which Kanye West said something that would be forever lore—
“Yo, I’m really happy for you, I’ll let you finish, but Beyoncé has one of the best parodies of ‘The Raven’ of all time. One of the best parodies of all time!”

Juniper Meadows

2009-11-20T07:32:00.000-08:00

Juniper Meadows toured the whole world
And wherever he went, the banners unfurled
From Egypt, to London, to Paris, France
Juniper Meadows had people entranced

Juniper Meadows was known near and far
He wasn’t world famous for being a star
In fact, no one knew what Juniper did
Was he a singer? An actor? Something splendid?

Juniper Meadows was famous, no doubt
For inventing the greatest invention about
Juniper Meadows had gone and invented...
Um, well, we don’t know, he only hinted

Juniper Meadows would not really say
Why exactly it was he was famous today
Juniper Meadows didn’t want to admit
That’s he’s famous for eating a banana split

Have You Ever

2009-11-20T07:30:00.000-08:00

Have you ever seen a hurumpadoo fly,
Or a fridgo walk in the wind?
Have you ever heard the call of the gnuffy,
As it calls out to its baraboo mate?
Have you ever flicked a droog off your nose,
As it attempted to fly it’s way up?
Have you seen the walk of the digerdon,
Or ride on a happerjack’s back?
If you have, please tell me where they were seen
As they escaped from my zoo last night!

Doctor Who

2009-11-20T07:26:00.000-08:00

(Note: This is a work in progress)

The Doctor is in, exploring new worlds
And with each new companion, he constantly scolds
“We can’t change the past,” he’ll tell them all earnestly
“Unless the plot requires it,” he’d add quite conveniently
The companions almost always were attractive and young
Except for the one that had a sharp tongue
She was older than most, and lasted a season
But I’m getting off track, what was the reason?
Ah yes, the good Doctor. He’s the last Time Lord left
And if you missed that, you’d have to be deft.
What’s his real name? No one really knows
It’s become the one thing they refuse to expose
The main villains in the show are overgrown trash cans
The Dahleks, they’re called, with plungers for hands
In the Great Time War, the Dahleks had won
But The Doctor eventually beat them, by gum!
Their goal is to exterminate all of the races
Because they wanted only Dahleks to occupy the spaces
When they are on, it’s always a treat
Because you know that the Doctor will have some magical feat
Another bad guy is the one called The Master
He’s another Time Lord...oops, a disaster!
The last time he was on, he tried to take over Earth
No one had told him that the Brain did it firth
But The Doctor beat him soundly, and sent him to bed
And there would be no sugarplums dancing in his head
And now with each week, the show gets much better
But Tennant is leaving! It was good to the letter.

Ode to a Toddler

2009-11-20T07:24:00.000-08:00

Some of my friends like to say
That he will be a congressman some day
With the way that he acts, that will be just fine
Because his favorite words are mine, mine, mine!

Movie Review Haikus I

2009-11-20T07:21:00.000-08:00

Avatar

Another ripoff
Of "Dances With Wolves"
Except with blue guys

April Fool's Day (1986)

Ten little students
All slashed by a crazed killer
Surprise! It's April Fools!

Transformers

Robots in disguise
And explosions for two hours
Time for a new agent

Anti-Poem: It Shouldn't Matter

2009-11-20T07:19:00.000-08:00

Rhyme schemes aren't necessary
If you really want to make a point
I mean, who ever found a rhyme for orange?
The closest you can come is door hinge
And we all know that doesn't make sense

It's the point that you really want to get across
Who cares about whether you have the
Right number of stanzas?
As long as the meaning is there
It really shouldn't matter.

Clean Limericks I

2009-11-20T07:17:00.001-08:00

I once knew a girl from Manhattan
Whose invention had gotten a patent.
It involved several sticks,
And it did lots of tricks,
Too bad it required too much battin'!

There once was a Doctor named Who
Last of the Time Lords, who knew?
For him, time was fun.
Unless it couldn't be undone.
But he always had a wonderful view!

Abacadarian

2009-11-20T06:22:00.000-08:00

As we sat
By the wide, wide river
Calm set in around us
Day went into night, and
Everything stayed peaceful
For us, it was perfect
Grass blades bending under our bare feet
Hands interlocked, a lover's vineyard
I look at him and smile
Just like it was when we were young
Knowing what the other is feeling, and
Loving every moment together
My heart skips with a beat
Not heard by anyone around us
Only my ears hear the sweet music
Perhaps, in another time we were lovers
Quite content in our love
Raising our feelings to God
Silently there by the river, we feel that
Truly we are blessed
Under the light of the gray moon
Validated that love exists
We walk off in the distance, looking for the
Xystus that will protect us as the wind gets colder
Yes, we are loved
Zephyrus himself guides us out late into the night.

(Note: it's hard to find a word that starts with X that is not xylophone)

Opinion

2009-11-20T06:18:00.000-08:00

Don't call me names
Because I don't think like you
Don't call me things
That you really can't take back
Don't take joy in
The misery of other's pain
Because I have an opinion not like yours

Don't insiste on unity
When you can't provide it yourself
Don't insist on equality
When you don't know the meaning
Don't talk about
The things you can't provide
Because I have an opinion not like yours

Don't force me to think
The way you want me to
Don't force me to drink
From the cherry flavored water
Don't harass me
When I refuse to give in
Because I have an opinion not like yours

Little One

2009-11-20T06:12:00.000-08:00

Sunshine radiates
From your chicklet teeth
Pools of blue water reflect
From your big, wide eyes

When you smile
My heart swells three sizes
When you cry
My arms are your cozy blanket

When you came
The changes were great
All for the better
Since you've entered our lives

I keep you safe
And you reward me with kisses
But when you're grumpy
They don't come so easily

But I do know
That we love you very much
Even if
You don't know what it means yet

(Note: This one is still a bit of a work in progress)